When I was early in sobriety, I was incapable of being honest with myself. People in my regular meetings realized that things I said would contradict each other. Thanks to someone I consider a very close dear friend I was able to be convinced to get the much needed outside help required. I remember the ambulance ride from Crown Heights, Brooklyn, N.Y. to the hospital in I believe upstate New York (Although I may be mistaken on location) as if it was just yesterday. At the time although I never said anything then, I built up a huge resentment towards those friends, (and for an addict resentment will very possibly lead to a relapse).
Even when I got to the psychiatric hospital I though there was no reason to be there. The people involve saved my life. With out that help I would be dead today.
When I arrived at the hospital, I was still convinced that I did not need any help, and did not want to check myself in voluntarily. Although I did not want to be there, I participated, at first to be able to get out quicker, and later as I saw it was helping me.
For these true friends who helped in my time of need, I am forever grateful.
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